Quotes About Transcendence

The being that I shall be after death has no more reason to remember the man I have been since my birth than the latter to remember what I was before it.

And like an aviator who rolls painfully along the ground until, abruptly, he breaks away from it, I felt myself being slowly lifted towards the silent peaks of memory.

Omul viseaz? mult despre rai, sau mai degrab? desper numeroase raiuri succesive, dar toate sunt chiar înainte de a muri ni?te paradisuri pierdute sau în care s-au sim?it pierdu?i.

And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.

He also went invisible, yet stayed (such privilege hath omnipresence).

We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us. Our flesh-and-bone tabernacle seems transparent as glass to the beauty about us, as if truly an inseparable part of it, thrilling with the air and trees, streams and rocks, in the waves of the sun,—a part of all nature, neither old nor young, sick nor well, but immortal.

Beauty beyond thought everywhere, beneath, above, made and being made forever.

You bathe in these spirit-beams, turning round and round, as if warming at a camp-fire. Presently you lose consciousness of your own separate existence: you blend with the landscape, and become part and parcel of nature.

What can poor mortals say about clouds?

We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us. Our flesh-and-bone tabernacle seems transparent as glass to the beauty about us, as if truly an inseparable part of it, thrilling with the air and trees, streams and rocks, in the waves of the sun,—a part of all nature, neither old nor young, sick nor well, but immortal. Just

Silence is the voice of the mystery. Silence let us dream again.

The earth is full of thresholds where beauty awaits the wonder of our gaze.

One of John's favorite quotes was from Meister Eckhart: Nothing in the universe resembles God more than silence.

We also notice, at the other end, how the shadows of old age are lit more and more from the invisible world.

IT IS STRANGE TO BE HERE. THE MYSTERY NEVER LEAVES YOU alone. Behind your image, below your words, above your thoughts, the silence of another world waits.

Meister Eckhart said that there is nothing in the world that resembles God so much as silence. Silence

At a deeper level, time is but eternity living dangerously.

But they seemed to be moving lights, moving in some complex pattern that defied explanation. The image was there for only a moment but it seared itself on his soul. He knew, in his heart, that they were not just stars, not burning bits of gas, but souls, entities. Perhaps even fuzzy children's toys, waving a farewell salute. He felt, in that brief instant, that he truly knew what it meant to touch the face of God.

As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment.

He raised his face into the sky and his soul arose out of him into the sun's afterglow.

Hani bazen olur ya, o an uzad?, her andan çok daha uzun bir an oldu. Ses kesildi, hareket durdu... uzun süre öylece havada as?l? kalakald? her ÅŸey.

Suddenly summoned to witness something great and horrendous, we keep fighting not to reduce it to our own smallness.

Let us not mock God with metaphor, Analogy, sidestepping, transcendence; Making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the Faded credulity of earlier ages: Let us walk through the door.

Whatever men make, she says, what they felt when they made it is there...Man is a means for turning things into spirit and turning spirit into things.